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International Children's Day is just around the corner.

Chen Beiming's life became busy.

Actually, he didn't have to be busy, but someone came to the door and asked him for help.

They first found Qiu Yujie, the head of the General Political Department: "Sister, you must help me, if you don't lend a hand, my hair will be gray." Really, only you can save me. ”

The person who came was Zhao Yonghe, the artistic director of Xia Guo Children's Radio.

Qiu Yu glanced at the other party: "Don't pretend to me, I won't understand your little bit of caution?" ”

When the other party heard this, he was about to cry: "Sister, this time is different, really, this time I really have no choice, I came to beg you, you are my only hope." ”

Children's Day is just around the corner, and the children's radio station has to prepare some gifts for the children – their gifts can only be good programs.

But the problem is that the program solicitation has been running for three months, but it has not received high-quality works.

No way, children's literature doesn't make much money, and no one wants to spend energy on it.

Seeing that there are only three days left for June 1st, but the matter of the work is still not settled, Zhao Yonghe was severely criticized by the director: "You will drop the chain for me at a critical time, can you Zhao Yonghe do it, if you can't do it, get me off early!" ”

Not only Zhao Yonghe is anxious, but the director is also anxious, the above has clearly issued a request, on June 1, the top leader may come to inspect.

The Supreme Leader is coming?

It's worth it!

Therefore, from the director to the most ordinary employees, the pressure on everyone is as huge as a mountain, and they are all about to collapse.

Zhao Yonghe complained, and Qiu Yujie became solemn: "Xiao Zhao, it's not that I don't help you, but you also know that we are a art troupe, we are not a youth and children's art troupe, we don't have the things you want!" ”

"Sister, you can't just reject me like this, you can help me ask!" Zhao Yonghe begged.

Qiu Yujie had no choice but to pick up the phone on the table and make a call, and about ten minutes later, the phone came back: "Leader, I've asked, and everyone doesn't have the works you want." ”

The phone was on speakerphone, so the answer was also heard by Zhao Yonghe.

Qiu Yujie shrugged at him and made a helpless expression.

But Zhao Yonghe still didn't give up and asked, "What about Mr. Xiaoshan, have you asked Mr. Xiaoshan?" ”

Qiu Yujie was stunned, and then asked casually, "What about Chen Beiming?" ”

"Regiment commander, Xiaoshan is not in the regiment today, he went out to talk to the comrades of the Ministry of Public Security about the "Mekong Operation"."

Hanging up the phone, Qiu Yujie said to Zhao Yonghe: "Look, I didn't lie to you, I really can't help, I really can't do it, you go to the air government and the sea government to ask." ”

Zhao Yonghe seemed to have taken the wrong medicine: "I'll wait for Mr. Xiaoshan." ”

Qiu Yujie couldn't cry or laugh: "Do you think Xiaoshan is a god descending from earth, he can do anything?" What you want is children's literature, like Chen Beiming, he can write? How can you write good literature for children without a childlike heart? But Chen Beiming filmed "Wolf Warrior" and wrote "Bright Sword", do you think people like him are like a child? ”

"But I still want to wait for him. Didn't everyone say it? As long as it's in the field of art, there's nothing that Mr. Koyama can't do! Zhao Yonghe stubbornly insisted.

Qiu Yujie was directly defeated, if it weren't for Zhao Yonghe being her relative and her husband's good brother, she really wanted to stand up and fight people.

"Okay, okay! Then you just wait! Qiu Yujie said helplessly.

The other side.

Chen Beiming knocked on Shangguan Yingying's door.

Squeak –

The door opened, and Shangguan Yingying stood at the door with a smile on her face.

"Uncle—" Three-year-old Sugar Candy cried out in a milky voice.

"Sugar candy is so good!" Chen Beiming handed the gift to Shangguan Yingying, and then reached out to take the candy.

Syllable.

Tangtang kissed Chen Beiming's face with a mouth full of saliva, and he was so happy that he was reluctant to wipe his face.

"Sugar candy, look, what gift did Uncle buy you?" Chen Beiming hurriedly took out the gift to show off, it was a toy similar to a Barbie doll.

But what he didn't expect was that after reading it, Tangtang pouted, "Uncle doesn't care about Tangtang at all." Uncle didn't know that Tangtang already had ten of these dolls! ”

"......" Chen Beiming was speechless.

Shangguan Yingying's daughter seems to be more precocious and intelligent than ordinary children, and often blurts out sentences that make people not know how to continue.

At this moment, Chen Beiming once again understood the power of sugar candy.

Chen Beiming had no choice but to say with a smiling face: "What gift does Tangtang want Uncle to give you?" ”

"Uncle, you're so stupid, where do you have to ask people for gifts!" Sugar Candy said again.

Chen Beiming could only raise his hand to surrender, but he was really defeated by Tangtang, he had to say: "Okay, then uncle think about it again, uncle will give you a gift again, is this okay?" ”

"That's pretty much it!" Sugar Sugar Milk Voice Milky Voice.

So on the way back, Chen Beiming kept thinking about what kind of gift to give to Tangtang.

This little guy has no shortage of food or clothing, and there is no shortage of toys, it seems that it will not work to bribe her from this aspect, so he can only think of other ways.

"I can only tell her a story."

After thinking about it, Chen Beiming only thought of this solution.

In recent years, the art of children's literature in Xia Kingdom has gradually declined, and as the older generation of children's artists gradually leave the center of the stage, most of the new generation feel that children's literature is not profitable, and most of them have chosen to quit, so it is difficult for children to listen to some good stories.

"Looks like I'm going to have to be a porter again." Chen Beiming smiled and muttered to himself.

But he still has to think about which one to move.

Snow White?

Or Cinderella?

He had just returned to the General Political Department, and someone immediately found him: "Xiaoshan, the regiment commander has been looking for you and asked several times, you should go and have a look." ”

"How many times has the head of the regiment looked for me?" Chen Beiming didn't know what was going on, it was a little strange.

He hurriedly trotted upstairs and knocked on the door: "Commander, are you looking for me?" ”

Before Qiu Yujie could answer, a man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old suddenly came out and held his hand: "Teacher Xiaoshan, I can look forward to you." ”

Chen Beiming was taken aback, who is this, so familiar?

Qiu Yujie introduced: "His name is Zhao Yonghe, the art director of the Youth and Children's Radio Station, and they want to release a few programs on Children's Day this time, but they have not been able to find good works, so they found us here." ”

Zhao Yonghe immediately answered: "Mr. Xiaoshan, do you have ready-made children's literature on hand?" If not, can you help us write one? ”